Entries tagged with character: brendon urie

Title: Prelude (the Leadup Remix)Author: elucrehPairing: Spencer/BrendonRated: PG-13Wordcount: ~1100Summary: In which, Brendon can't quite make himself be easy with being left behind.Notes: A remix of Seratonation's Picture in My Mind, for the Remix Redux; part of the Journey 'Verse

Title: Waiting for an IndicationPairing: Ryan/Spencer, Brendon/Shane, Brendon/Shane/SpencerRated: AdultSummary: In which, being in love can be a blissful experience, a pain in the ass, hard work, drawn-out agony, and much else besides; also in which, people do not tell the whole truth, polyamory is awesome, songs are written, and Ryan stores his paisley boxers with the cheese grater. Notes: For bandombigbang2010. With thanks to my pre-reading team for guessing and guiding and asking and pushing and noticing and poking — this would never have been written without them. Thanks to shihadchick, in particular, because I suddenly flipped out and made it all her job. Thanks also to shihadchick, mrsquizzical, katrinand trinity_clare for the beta. Extra special thanks to the artist and mixers who did such amazing work. Title from Fastball's "Out of My Head"

Takes place in the same 'verse as Promises, about a year later when they have figured all their shit out. There will be a middle story(ies) someday, I promised Rachel.

Title: ProclamationsAuthor: elucrehPairing: Spencer/BrendonRated: AdultWordcount: ~1100Summary: In which, Spencer selects a belt for a very special purposeNotes: For harriet_vane, who posted this picture and then demanded that I write the beltporn she had made me talk about, and for mrsquizzical who chimed in. Warning for d/s, possessive!kink, and bondage.

Title : Sit This One OutAuthor: ElucrehRated: AdultPairing: Brendon/SpencerSummary: In which, Spencer is a superspy and Brendon is his tech expert; also in which, being brave is difficult but worth it, explosions happen (but in a classroom environment) and Chocolate Box is a stupid code name for any operation.Notes: For insunshine, who requested AUs and arguments that lead to sex; I hope you enjoy! With thanks to reni_days and sunsetmog for pre-reading and consistently assuring my drug-addled brain that it was a good story, and to harriet_vane because this, like everything I write, is her fault. Title from the Bond film Thunderball, "Do you mind if my friend sits this one out? She’s just dead."

I've been promising to write a primer on Mormon timelines, vocabulary, and cultural norms since I joined bandom almost two years ago, and here it is. It's amazing what procrastinating your schoolwork will do for your fandom activity.

Okay, I'm going to open by establishing my credentials, to the extent of, "I say so, and it is true, but if you don't believe me you don't have to use my primer as a reference."

I was raised LDS, first in Utah, then in Colorado, then a two-year stint of South Carolina, then more Utah. My family hold to it stricter than some, but I've known worse. (No, I'm not anymore. Yes, that is partially to do with my bisexuality.)

This primer is mostly because I get fed up with seeing Brendon's dialogue contain the phrase, "go on Mission." Because, seriously—I don't care what he's rebelled against, he still knows what to call it. LDSisms aren't his second language, swearing is. (It’s “go on a mission.” I promise. Indefinite article. Lowercase “m.”)

But it's hardly fair to blame non-Mormons for not knowing about Mormon culture, now is it? So instead of ranting uselessly, I decided to write a primer.

Now, when you screw up, I know it's your fault. (Or, more likely, that I need to add to the primer. ^_~)

Okay, so I did the "personal canon" meme, and wanted to round up my responses. Since apparently I am never going to actually FINISH any of the ten million fics I am writing. Ever. Here is pseudo-fic to tide you over!

(Warning: I am most mired in my drama-filled epic WiP, and uh. Spencer and Ryan are kind of bitter and ridic in that. So, well, their share of personal canon was not precisely cheery. I promise I love them, even though that totally does not come across here.)

Give me a character from a fandom I follow/have followed and I will give you up to five facts about them from my personal canon--that is to say, it may not be confirmed as true, but it's true in my head.

Title: Howled Happily Along: A Folktale Author:elucrehWordcount: ~1600Rated: GShip: GenSummary: The music could never be truly beautiful, he felt, unless there were others there to share it with.A/N: So my folklore professor asked us to write an original folk tale, and I grabbed a pencil, and the first line I thought of to write was, Once, not long ago, there was a young man, short of stature but kind of heart, who wanted more than anything else in the world to make beautiful music. It's possible I should be under some kind of medical supervision. Please be warned, this is a story written according to very strict rules about "what is a folktale", so it is not at all like most fic. Further A/N: Obviously written with a pre-split worldview

Title: MopeyAuthor: elucrehWordcount: ~700Rated: GShip: GenSummary: elucreh: Brendon is SERENADING SARAH. Idec that it's only on twitter, OH MY GOD MY HEART JUST MELTEDharriet_vane: Awwww! Do we think this means she's gone home? If she has I bet mopey Brendon is mopey.elucreh: Clearly, he needs his drummer to cuddle him until he feels bettersunsetmog: Someone should tell me about those cuddles. Just saying.

So sunsetmog, harriet_vane, and I were talking about Bden's solo performance at ComicCon, and how probably Brendon is nervous to be doing this all by himself, and Spencer is being encouraging and supportive.

Title: PromisesAuthor: elucrehPairing: Spencer/BrendonRated: AdultWordcount: ~3000Summary: In which, Brendon is nervous, and Spencer solves thatNotes: A bedtime pornlet for sunsetmog; written with the aid and abetment of harriet_vane. (Iow, the whole thing is her fault. Also she wrote the concert bit.) Warning for stupidly mild d/s?

Title: Lying Next to Me (The While You Were Sleeping AU)Author: elucrehPairing: Spencer/Brendon, Ryan/JonWordcount: ~17000Summary: Christmas is hard for Brendon the lonely busker, but when the commuter he's had a crush on for months gets pushed from the El platform onto the tracks, his life is changed forever. Notes: The plot belongs to Hollywood Pictures, the boys belong to each other, and the idea to combine them was Rachel's; hardly any of this is mine. Title from Mara Levi's "Homo Song," because it stuck. All details regarding the El are completely inaccurate. With thanks to liketheroad, shihadchick, tanisafan, and katrin for audiencing as we went, and to liketheroad for the beta. For harriet_vane, who is to blame for approximately half my fics. Happy holidays, my darling!